For the sake of Xiao Zhang Tanhua's dedication to Datang, Ma Lan is too lazy to bother with him, it doesn't matter if he can't get real money, for the time being, the Anxi Army is not short of money, anyway, he only needs to pay one million yuan a year, so it doesn't hurt to go on year after year, and if he does, he doesn't have to pay again.

Of course, it is impossible to completely let Xiao Zhang Tanhua take advantage, Zhang Xun does not want to pay real money, and has to suffer a loss, Ma Lan asked the Ma family workshop to increase the price a lot, and the gunpowder, fire, thunder, crossbow and other things supplied to Chang'an are twice as high as the price supplied to the Anxi border army.

Zhang Xun didn't object, probably because he didn't know the inside story, or he didn't tell the inside story if he knew it, anyway, he didn't really spend money. The amount of purchases from Chang'an is huge, and the things purchased in the past six months are enough for the Governor's Mansion of Qixi not to have to pay a tax of one million yuan to Chang'an in the next five years.

Xiao Zhang Tanhua is a person who is dedicated to the Tang Dynasty, and he is also for the Tang Dynasty to have a few more strong troops, and the purchased ordnance is transported to Chang'an, and then continuously distributed to garrisons in various places. Wang's rare Longyou Army was fighting, and naturally gained the most, and others like Li Sheng, Guo Ziyi, Li Siye and others also got a lot.

Zhang Xun was extremely ambitious, and at the same time as the Tang Dynasty conquered Tianzhu, another war was already in preparation. Ge Luofeng was intimidated by the might of the Tang Dynasty and had already expressed his submission, but Zhang Xun did not seem to have the intention of letting go of Nanzhao. The Hui in the north has been destroyed, there is no war, and Li Sheng's Hexi army has moved to Jiannan, and it is eyeing Nanzhao. If it weren't for Zhang Xun's reluctance to fight two wars at the same time, the Hexi Army would have to take action.

Ma Lan can understand Zhang Xun's thoughts, after all, he and Zhang Xun are the same kind of people. On the side of the couch, others are not allowed to snore, and it is only a matter of time before Datang uses troops against Nanzhao. It's not just Nanzhao. Including the more southerly Chenla. It will also be attacked by the Tang Dynasty sooner or later. This is no longer the case. The sharpness of the Tang Dynasty's soldiers, how can these glamorous and ghostly people resist, even powerful empires such as Tubo and Dashi were wiped out by the Tang Dynasty, not to mention small countries like Nanzhao and Zhenla.

Fighting a war is to kill people, more new ordnance equipment Tang Army, can make the Han family die less, in Ma Luan's eyes the Han family in the Central Plains and the Han family in the west of the Han family is no different, so in the ordnance he tried his best to support. Although Zhang Xun refused to pay a penny. However, the Ma family workshop in Qiuzi still tried its best to supply, and after all kinds of ordnance were produced, they were handed over to Chang'an, and truckloads were transported to Chang'an.

His center of gravity is to the west of the Green Ridge, in Dashi, but Datang is to expand to the four realms, he can't complete so many tasks alone, and that's all he can do for other Datang athletes.

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Under the moonlight, the new city crawled in the valley, like a wild beast. The smell of food came from the barracks of the new army, and there was a lot of singing and laughter everywhere. Not far away, where the Persian coolies lived, the sounds of pain could be heard everywhere.

Lights were rare throughout the coolie camp. After eating a simple meal, most of the people are lying on the ground, already falling into the most exhausting deep sleep, many people have been injured in the work, lying on the ground helpless, but no one helps them, and even their food will be snatched away by others, under the double torture of hunger and injury, they can only wait for death to come.

Captain Zhao Guang of Anxi stood at the exit of a coolie camp with a horizontal knife in his hand. The camps of the Turkic soldiers were scattered on the periphery, and it was impossible for the Persian coolies to escape, and if they tried to escape, they would be killed by the Turkic cavalry.

One by one, the corpses were carried out of the coolie camp and placed in front of Zhao Guang. It was also the Persian coolies who carried the corpses out, all silent, looking extremely numb. After a while, more than 100 corpses were placed on the grass, and then the coolies were led back to the camp by the leader, Mu Ran closed the camp gate, and walked into the camp and dispersed.

The soldiers of the new army began to load the corpses into the caravan, the car was found from the caravan, so many people lived here, and people continued to die every day, and the most feared thing was the plague, so the general demanded that the corpses be disposed of every day. At first, it was the Turks who did these things, but the Turks were lazy and slippery, and it was okay to fight, but it was extremely perfunctory to do this, because the epidemic prevention was very important, so the general had to hand over these things to the new army.

More than a hundred corpses, filled a dozen wagons. The athletes held torches high and drove the wagons into the distance. Zhao Guang's face was extremely heavy, and he followed behind with a horizontal knife.

In the moonlight, you can see fire dragons shining in the distance, which are convoys from coolie camps elsewhere. Soon all the fire dragons were gathered together, and a general of the Anxi Army was waiting here.

A large pit had already been dug in the ground, and the athletes removed the corpses from the carriage and threw them into the pit one after another. These are all people who died today, so there is no smell yet, but standing on the edge of the pit, you can still smell a strange smell. It was from other big pits, such big pits had to be dug every day, and the distance between them was not too far, and the Turkic soldiers were extremely perfunctory when they did things, and the corpses were buried a little shallowly, so the smell of rancid still came out. But it's not too serious, it's still within the scope of tolerability.

Zhao Guang held the horizontal knife and watched this scene silently, his brows tightened more and more. Fifteen coolie battalions, each of which initially had nearly 10,000 men, and on this night, more than 1,000 Persian coolies were buried here.

That's just the number of days, and he's seen the same every night since he's been in charge of collecting corpses from a coolie camp.

Heavy labor, small and crude food, overseers' whips and scolding, and scorching heat...... The new city is rising rapidly, and it will be magnificent and beautiful in the future, but this city is built with the bones and flesh of Persian coolies.

After the city was built, I don't know how many of the hundreds of thousands of Persian coolies who came here will return alive......

Zhao Guang thought in his heart, his expression was extremely solemn.

Regularly dispose of corpses every day, this is the order of the general, the soldiers of the Anxi army order to prohibit, the general's orders are carried out to the letter, and the carriages of the coolie camps everywhere arrive at the same time. In addition to the other generals, there were 15 lieutenants including Zhao Guang. Unlike Zhao Guang, these officers looked extremely relaxed, and they didn't care about the smell of corpses wafting over.

Zhao knows everyone else, and no one wants to deal with it. Among the captains of the Anxi Army, this guy is extremely well-known, and this is a figure who has accused the general in person. The captains are all fighting men, and their stomachs are not so crooked, and they never have soft hands on idle things such as killing people and slaughtering cities. Accusing the general in person made Zhao Guang gain a reputation in the Anxi army, but it was not a good reputation, and other officers ignored him.

In fact, not only these captains, but also the new army athletes involved in this matter all looked relaxed, and even Zhao Guang's subordinates were the same. Slaughtered all the way to the city, I haven't seen anything, and no one takes these things seriously. The alien race will not automatically give up the land, if you don't use the knife, you will see a lot of corpses and a sea of blood, and burying the corpse is a big deal.

Among the hundreds of people, Zhao Guang, who had a solemn expression, seemed out of place with everyone. He didn't pay attention to the thoughts of the others, and looked at the corpses that had been thrown into the pit by the athletes, and he was silent for a long time.

This is not right, thought to the young lieutenant in his heart.

No matter what others think, in his opinion, the death of these people is not right.

Since the last time he argued with the general, he was changed from an operational staff officer to a lieutenant, and under the general's military orders, he personally led the team to slaughter two small cities. He is a Tang man, and he knows this very well, and the general's words are not completely unreasonable, so he is also trying to adapt to all this.

But now these people are dying, and they are dying unnecessarily. These people are no longer enemies, they are farmers in the territory of the Dehegans, the Dehegans have surrendered to the Tang Dynasty, and their territory has become the territory of the Tang Dynasty, so these farmers are also the people of the Tang Dynasty.

Even if you are the people of the Tang Dynasty, how can you treat them so harshly!

The general wanted to build the city as soon as possible, so these Persian coolies had to be exposed to the scorching sun, endure the whips and scolding of the overseers, Zhao Guang did not think that he was a rigid person, and these things were understandable from the position of his own Tang people.

Yet these people toiled for long hours every day, tortured under the whip, and could not get enough food!

The food they had was extremely limited, and all of them were starving, and even the overseers could barely eat seven or eight cents of their food. Every day, people fall on the construction site, and every day a large number of people die in the camps, and the most important reason is hunger.

If it weren't for the lack of food, these people wouldn't have died so much.

Zhao Guang couldn't understand this matter, he heard that the break of Isfahan obtained a lot of food, coupled with the offerings of the Persian Hegans, and the merchants who followed the expedition also carried a large amount of food, and it was impossible for the food to be insufficient. He and his men had meat to eat every day, and the food was abundant and abundant, while these Persian coolies could only get a few crude nests a day.

Let these people be fed, these people will not die so much, let these people be fed, and the progress of building the city may be accelerated. What is consumed is only some food, but it can reduce the death of these people - they are also the people of the Tang Dynasty. In Zhao Guang's opinion, this is an extremely simple matter, and it can even win people's hearts, Zhao Guang really can't understand why the general treats these Persians so harshly.

Acting like this, there is no trace of the atmosphere of a royal master at all.

The corpses were all thrown into the pit, and the athletes waved the sharp short-handled shovels characteristic of the Anxi Army and began to change the soil into the pit. The pit was tightly covered, and finally the horses were urged to trample on it repeatedly, trampling the surface firmly, and the night's task was completed.

The athletes returned to the barracks under the leadership of other generals, talking and laughing loudly along the way, Zhao Guang was still silent in the crowd, but no one paid attention.

Under the moonlight, Zhao Guang's expression became more solemn, and he gradually fell to the back of the crowd, following the team silently, but what kept flashing in his mind was the layers of corpses in the big pit.

Those were people, not anything else, alive one day ago, but cold corpses a day later. (To be continued.) )